happens to be sitting on his front porch when he notices the Italian... his hand immediately went to his gun as he stood.

just wanders across his lawn happily. It was faster going this way~

flips the safety and fires a warning shot at the naked... NAKED, man. "How many times do I have to tell you?!"

yelps as he stops looking around for where the voice and the shot came from. His eyes were wide with fear. T_T

aims his gun at him now. "Why do you always insist on coming through here... like that?"

blinks, spotting the other man. "C-Cause it-it's f-faster! *please*, please, please don't hurt me!" He cries out, now terrified of the_

trigger happy Swiss.

glares at him as he continues to aim the gun directly at the Italian. "At least put some clothes on. No one needs to see that."

pouts, liking being naked.

fires another warning shot at his foot.

jumps a foot in the air, yelping once again. Quickly he takes off the backpack on his back and opens it, and just as quickly pulls on some_

clothes. "Is this better??" He asks, fearfully.

slowly lowers the gun and nods a bit. "I swear, one more time I will be sure to get you somewhere it counts." He frowns with this.

's eyes go even wider. "I'm so sorryyyy!!" He clutches his bag to his chest worrying about *where* Vash meant he'd shoot next time..

goes to turn away from him but stops. "Well aren't you just taking a short cut to somewhere?"

nods. "Yeaah. I was gunna go visit Roma~!" His fear quickly drifting away with the thought of his fratello.

waves his free hand at him before grabbing the book he'd been reading and heading inside.

blinks, surprised he got off so easily. Usually he's being chased and shot at until he wasn't in the sight of the Swiss man anymore.

in a somewhat good mood till he realized he'd lost his page because of this whole distraction. He quickly set the book back down and got off

_his porch, gun at the ready now.

yelps again, as the gun is pointed in his direction. He drops to the ground hiding behind his backpack. Though it didn't do much, as his_

rear end was sticking up behind the small backpack.

took aim, actually intending to hit his target this time. He was less then happy.

practically trying to bury his face in the ground. He was shaking hoping not to get hurt. "Please don't hurt me!!!"

takes one or two shots before pausing. "Then you'd best get out of here..."

quickly gets up grabbing his things and starts running away, not realizing he was running back towards Germany.

shot after him a couple times just to further enforce his point.

squeaks in fear running faster, finally getting out of range of the gunshot.

content with that he heads back home to find his page in the book.